We even wish some happiness to those jerky Obamas traveling to Hawaii and forcing hundreds of Secret Service agents to endure the holidays away from their families for the eighth time… Hope and Change, Folks!
We have much to celebrate, but nothing more so than the gift of the Christ Child. May he always live in our hearts and take all bitterness and regret and sinfulness from us.
I apologize for being so scarce lately, especially to Hardnox for whom I’ve written nothing lately. Just been insanely busy getting work done for the end-o’-year and traveling and getting stranded on the east coast by the profoundly stupid Frontier Airlines and hunting down Solaratov. Turns out, he’s spending Christmas in the hospital for some cancer treatment complications. That’s his story, anyway. The nurses are awfully young and attractive, so I think he has other motivations, frankly.
Merry Christmas from the Grunt and Gruntessa of Monte Cristo!